TFWYH – Chapter 424 Is it the devil?

They had already waited for several hours, only to be told there was nothing left to sell — wasn’t that just bullying people?

In the end, Ling Canghe stepped forward and handed each of them a lovingly prepared numbered token. He explained,

“Our hotpot restaurant opens every noon. Tomorrow, you can bring this wooden token back. Whatever number you received today will remain your place in line tomorrow — the order won’t change.”

Only then did the disappointed townspeople finally calm down and leave.

After sending off the waiting customers, Ling Canghe collapsed from exhaustion.

At that moment, Ling Yue and the others came downstairs and immediately hugged the cash box, starting to count money.

Yu Ziqing said irritably, “Is it really necessary? It’s only been one day — how much could you possibly have earned?”

“You wouldn’t understand! It doesn’t matter how much we earned — I simply enjoy the pleasure of counting money!” Ling Yue ignored him completely. Not only did she count by herself, she even dragged Tang Wan into helping.

Seeing Tang Wan recruited into the task, Ling Yu naturally sat down beside them to help count as well.

For a moment, Yu Ziqing suddenly felt like pickled fish soup — sour, useless, and completely unnecessary!

Wait!

How was he unnecessary?!

Yu Ziqing also sat down and began counting.

Very soon, the day’s total revenue was calculated.

More than four hundred taels of silver!

Ling Yue hugged the money and burst into wild laughter.

Even Yu Ziqing froze for a moment.

That much?!

He truly hadn’t expected it.

Of course, thinking that was one thing — saying it aloud was another.

Yu Ziqing rolled his eyes at Ling Yue. “Is that really worth the excitement? It’s only four hundred taels.”

Ling Yue shot back, “That’s not little at all! I heard from Uncle that even your Drunken Immortal Restaurant only makes a little over three hundred taels on its best day!”

Yu Ziqing: …

Tang Wan tossed the silver back into the money chest and kindly suggested, “Since business is this good, you should hire a few accountants.”

Ling Yu added calmly, “My wife is right. With such a successful opening, if it were me, I’d even give the staff bonuses.”

Yu Ziqing glared at him. Do you really need to say that? As if I wouldn’t know!

Unwilling to look inferior in front of Ling Yu, Yu Ziqing waved his hand grandly and immediately awarded Ling Canghe a bonus of two taels of silver, and one tael each for the workers.

Ling Canghe and the staff were overjoyed and repeatedly expressed their thanks.

“It’s nothing. This young master isn’t stingy!” Yu Ziqing said proudly, fanning himself.

Everyone: …

You’re not stingy — you’re just a bit foolish and easily provoked.

…

The hotpot restaurant was an enormous success.

In the following days, it was packed with customers almost every single day.

Especially during winter.

One bite of spicy hotpot warmed both body and soul.

But those matters now belonged to Ling Yue and Yu Ziqing.

With the provincial examination approaching, Tang Wan began packing her luggage, preparing to leave for Weng City with Ling Yu.

Ling Yue loudly declared that she wanted to go too.

This time, Jiang Shi didn’t stop her.

However, when little Ling Chen also insisted on going, the entire family mercilessly suppressed the idea.

Their reason was simple: he was still too young, and Ling Yu was going there to take an exam — not for sightseeing.

Ling Chen looked utterly wronged, on the verge of tears.

Tang Wan felt soft-hearted. “How about we let A-Chen come along with—”

“No!” Ling Yu interrupted before she could finish. “A-Chen stays at home. If he goes, does that mean he won’t attend the academy anymore?”

Tang Wan: …That really wouldn’t work.

Just like modern children attending school — you can’t take months off during the school term just because you want to travel.

Thinking this through, Tang Wan immediately fell silent.

Seeing that even Tang Wan wasn’t defending him, Ling Chen’s lips trembled and he burst into tears. “Sister-in-law, you won’t help A-Chen anymore?”

Ling Yu said coldly, “Put away that act. Don’t act spoiled toward my wife!”

If you want to act cute, go find your own wife.

Ling Chen: …

Are you a demon or what?